Bal Harbor (Explicit)

Bal Harbor (Explicit) - Tory Lanez

Lyrics by：Daystar Peterson

Composed by：Daystar Peterson

Arranged by：C-Sick

I swear

All I'm tryna do is hit a lick and put my dog on yeah

Big time chuck the money up until it's all gone

Twenty niggas hunnid chains ***** we all on yeah yeah

We all on we all on yeah yeah

We all on we all on

Someone get the shooters 'cause we all on grrt

I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on

It look like The Godfather woah

Whenever we ball baby whenever we ball

I'm all up in Bal Harbour

I'm all up in Bal

Givenchy and Balmain woah woah

It look like The Godfather woah

Whenever we ball baby

Whenever we ball

I'm all up in Bal Harbour

I'm all up in Bal

Givenchy and Balmain woah woah

Pullin' up

Rolls Royce gave 'em no choice

When I'm tellin' ******* hop in

Rolls Royce gave 'em no voice

Push button and the door close

With a million dollar wardrobe

Airplane mode for the phone

On you **** niggas I ignore those

I be up way in the clouds

'Cause **** nigga weighin' me down

I made a full circle with the plane

I call that **** playin' around

I put on the whole clique on bust down

Man the whole world know we up now

Big chain get flood now

**** nigga sit the **** down

Don't it make you mad to see these diamonds on me?

Got the whole polar pacific climate on me

All I'm tryna do is put my dog on

Get this money 'til it's all gone

I swear

All I'm tryna do is hit a lick and put my dog on yeah

Big time chuck the money up until it's all gone

Twenty niggas hunnid chains ***** we all on yeah yeah

We all on we all on yeah yeah

We all on we all on

Someone get the shooters 'cause we all on grrt

I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on

It look like The Godfather woah

Whenever we ball baby whenever we ball

I'm all up in Bal Harbour

I'm all up in Bal

Givenchy and Balmain woah woah

It look like The Godfather woah

Whenever we ball baby whenever we ball

I'm all up in Bal Harbour

I'm all up in Bal

Givenchy and Balmain woah woah

I just ****** your ***** now she hangin' with the crew yeah

She hopped up in my whip 'cause she know I got the juice

I got a hundred chains hundred thousand on the jewels yeah

In the foreign switchin' lanes nigga that's just how we do

Come hop in my ride with me baby yeah

These dollar signs be drivin' me crazy yeah

She drink about four by ten shoes they all Phillip Lim

Girl don't worry 'bout the cost them broads don't know about them

I'm gonna be yours someday

I love her then **** her like everyday

I'm gonna just cuff and **** what they say

And gettin' this cake like Anna Mae

We up in the crib watching anime yeah

Right up in the crib where the phantom stay

Takin' all your friends on a dinner date

Why you ******* with him? He cannot compete

Diamonds dancin' crazy all my jewelry Nae Nae

They all on my nuts like a Payday

When I'm up in the club then it's pay day

Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah

In the back of my bus I go

Yeah

And we finna go up in the air yeah

And I catch a lil' dome in the Lear

I swear

All I'm tryna do is hit a lick and put my dog on yeah

Big time chuck the money up until it's all gone

Twenty niggas hunnid chains ***** we all on yeah yeah

We all on we all on yeah yeah

We all on we all on

Someone get the shooters 'cause we all on grrt

I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on

It look like The Godfather woah

Whenever we ball baby whenever we ball

I'm all up in Bal Harbour

I'm all up in Bal

Givenchy and Balmain woah woah

It look like The Godfather woah

Whenever we ball baby whenever we ball

I'm all up in Bal Harbour

I'm all up in Bal

Givenchy and Balmain woah woah